The first time I met him was on a very ordinary morning. The teacher said that a transfer student came to the school. I didn't seem to pay much attention to it at the time, but maybe it was the sunshine when he came that made my heart waver. The boy's secret began from that moment on.
I originally thought that the story between me and him was just an episode when I was young, but I was wrong after all. The first meeting when I was a boy was too dazzling, and it was difficult to forget in the following years. That boy also became an unspeakable past for me.
The whole story doesn't have much about him but it seems to be all about him
Intention: What I liked when I was young